Another Wordless Wednesday: December Is . . .

Maybe this happens in the lives of all bloggers? I have so very much to say but so very very little time to say it all, lately. As such, this blog has been in desperate need of content, real content...the kind of musings and mulling that engined its start over three years ago. Of late, it has become nothing more than a host for pictures lucky to be paired with a brief caption.

Oh well, here's to another Wordless Wednesday while I search under and over for more hours in the day. Enjoy!

December is . . .

Waiting for the tree that Daddy cut to fall

The smell of fresh fir

Breastfeeding by the campfire & toasting marshmallows (tied with forgetting your coat at home)

Runny noses and woolen hats

Making snow angles

Choo choos in the snow

Gingerbread houses

Snuggling indoors

Afternoon sunshine near the Christmas tree

Loving your kitty mask from the Waldorf Winter Fair

Playing peek-a-boo

First bites

Second snowman of the season

Wordless Wednesday: Happiness Is . . .

learning to button your own sweater

sleeping siblings

bum-sunning in the afternoon

irish brown bread in the morning

babywearing your monkey while talking on your train

new seasons for the nature table

Wordless At Week's End.

Fern, in Daddy's arm: 5 months.

Noah Finn, breaking bad in the backseat: almost 3.

Wordless Wednesday.

Wordless Wednesday.

More pictures from our week and Wednesday at flickr.

Wordless Wednesday: Well, Almost Wordless.

"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination." --Oscar Wilde

A "Wildeism" in honor of a Wordless Wednesday St. Patty's Day--as such, no truer words have ever been spoken about Dean and I. Wilde would have deemed our imaginations limitless.

New Word Wednesday: "Banana".

Wordless Wednesday.

Banana Appeal.

Wordless Wednesday.

Feeding my little foodie.